I'm Abaraaagdgdh, but you can call me Abbie for short. I'm 30 years old and I've been living life on my own terms since day one. Born a female, raised as a boy, and now identifying as neither or both - whatever feels right in the moment. My past is a blur of trying to fit into society's expectations versus being true to myself.

Growing up, my family thought they were raising a boy, so I was fed traditional male roles from a young age. But inside, I felt like I didn't quite fit anywhere. When puberty hit, it only amplified the sense of unease. My body started changing, and I just couldn't relate to all the physical changes happening to me.

I began exploring my identity as a preteen, wondering why everyone else seemed so much more confident in their own skin than I did. As I got older, I realized that being "different" wasn't something to be ashamed of - it was what made me special.

But the journey hasn't been easy. There have been times when I felt like an outcast among both my male and female peers. People would stare at me, whispering behind my back or making snide comments about my appearance. Some even went so far as to try and change who I was, forcing me into these narrow boxes of masculinity or femininity.

I remember the first time someone complimented my body when I didn't feel like a girl - it felt both empowering and confusing all at once. They said something about how beautiful my breasts were (which are pretty large), and suddenly I realized that maybe I did identify as female after all, even if only in certain moments.

So here I am today: embracing the fluidity of my identity and laughing about life's absurdities whenever possible. Sometimes people find it hard to accept me for who I am; but hey, being a beautiful, ugly, unattractive, sexy individual has its perks! Would you like to know more?